Le seul moyen de liberté

Apr. 10, 2013 at 10:13pm with 2,353 notes

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katrin fridriks

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“

Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep, too grave to laugh, and too selfish to seek other than itself.

— Khalil Gibran (via thecultofgenius)

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staceythinx:

Spectacular photos by Karayelim Ben

9:59pm with 98 notes

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theparisreview:

What if all possible
pain was only the grief of truth?

The throb lingering
only in the exit wounds

though the entries were the ones
that couldn’t close. As if either of those

was the most real of an assortment
of realities—existing, documented,

hanging like the sentenced
under one sky’s roof.

But my feelings, well,
they had no such proof.

—Brenda Shaughnessy, from “All Possible Pain”
Art Credit Dan Witz, “Mosh Pits”

Apr. 3, 2013 at 4:42pm with 39 notes

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audio

tvsfolder:

Phase XII, D2.

distinct period or stage - a process of change or forming part of something’s development. the volume settings folder.

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artemisdreaming:

Waiting for the Spring

Alessandro Andreuccetti HERE

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“

Qu’est-ce que l’amour ?
Le besoin de sortir de soi.
L’homme est un animal adorateur.
Adorer, c’est se sacrifier et se prostituer. Aussi tout amour est-il prostitution.

— C. Baudelaire, Mon coeur mis à nu (via educazionesentimentale)

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